Chapter 13 (1)

Chapter 13 (1)

It wasnt exactly as rumored that elite demons were popping out one after another like this. Ian murmured inwardly.

Rumor says these demons have been causing chaos in the kingdom for quite some time. Maeve spoke in a subdued voice.

Today will be their last day Ian swallowed his next words. and the spoils will be mine.

Maeve nodded and drew her sword. Ill take the vanguard, Ian.

Im willing to yield that gladly. Ian added with a strange look in his eyes as he turned to her. But, for now, how about we observe?

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Something feels off. He gestured towards Durlahan. Its like were waiting for an attack.

Maeves gaze turned back to the hill. Durlahan still stood there, exuding a sinister presence with its tainted magic and silhouette. She contemplated briefly before saying, Even though your skills are remarkable, theres no need to walk into a trap willingly.

From my perspective as well, it seems your mercenarys advice is correct, Sir. Philip agreed.

Only Ian and Maeve were unaffected. Maeve muttered softly. What is this spell?

Its just an ancient language. It says humans are unforgivable invaders of the fairy land, trampling on the land of the elves. Ian replied calmly.

Looking at Ian with a perplexed expression, Philip asked, You understand that?

To some extent.

How on earth?

In response to Philips question, Ian shrugged one shoulder nonchalantly. Well, somehow. Ancient language studies had been a level 2 skill he had learned for the sake of ancient civilization events that could have been solved with just a strategy guide. Of course, among the multitude of skills he had wrongly invested in, it was just one. Even now, in reality, it was mostly useless. He had no interest in the likes of Dullahan, the spirit of the ancient marsh.

Do you understand that one too? However, Maeve and Philip showed no sign of comprehending.

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